"Oh?"
Xing Tianyi couldn't help but grow curious; Mo Wangchen had something to ask him?
Hadn't they just met?
Without thinking much, he smiled and invited Mo Wangchen into the pavilion, "Please, take a seat first."
Soon, everyone had entered the pavilion one after another.
Only a handful were qualified to sit with Xing Tianyi, besides Mo Wangchen, Zhen Ming, and Zhang Tianhua, there were four others.
Although these four's cultivation wasn't as high as Zhen Ming and Zhang Tianhua, overall, they were much stronger than most present.
And from their demeanor, it wasn't difficult to see that they had significant backgrounds, likely top disciples of some major clans or factions.
In total, there were eight people in the pavilion. The Purple Extreme Saint Xing Tianyi sat at the head, followed by Zhen Ming and Zhang Tianhua facing each other, and then the other four.
